She felt confused and ashamed. The shame was for many things. It was for the loud orgasm she just had, for the pictures on the laptop screen, and for ...getting wet from the comments that men had posted below the pictures. She felt like crying. She should not have looked without her husband. But ever since she knew that Tom had posted naked pictures of her on ‘adultism’ she kept checking the site. Three times per day Julie counted the likes and read the comments. Three times per day she was filled. I was teasing, grabbing and squeezing the contour of his hard phallus beautifully outlined on his red shorts. A minute into these dynamics, I kept lowering my face and stopped at his chest. I was slurping at his well-defined pectorals, and licking and biting slightly his erect nipples. I loved alternating sides. Both of his hands caressed my short, black hair, pressing my snout into his skin even tighter. My hand had already reached inside his trunks, massaging what I felt was a shaven,. Then he bent down, without removing the knife from my neck, and picked up my wallet.He opened my wallet and said,"This it! This is all you have? Five dollars!!! What the fuck am I going to do with that?"I started shaking and trembling like crazy! I never travel with much cash. I use my cards for everything. I knew that five dollars was all the cash I had on me."Please mister! That's all I have! I don't have any money." I begged."Didn't I tell you to shut the fuck up?!!"Then he said, " I saw you. He enjoyed the sight of them for a moment before bending to kiss each, finishing with an appreciative squeeze, the straightened again and wrapped his arms around her again before lowering his lips to her own.This time the kiss was French. Merilee let Len guide her to the sofa and lay on it with him over top of her. Oh god, they were still wearing way too many clothes. To her relief Len began to fiddle with her zip, and she took the opportunity to lower his. They squirmed out of pants,.